Apologies for the image quality: it’s the only photo I took of it.
I actually had it framed then when I left a place I was living, I tossed it out the front on the street along with everything else I’d accumulated living there.
Twenty minutes or so later, I see movement out the corner of my eye through a window and look out to see some shifty looking weirdo skulking over to the pile of stuff, pick out this drawing and skulk away with it - looking over his shoulder the whole way like someone was going to run out after him or something
Funny as shit: dood looked so guilty, despite the fact it was on the nature strip discarded anyway.
One man’s trash, huh